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[If Julieta thinks the positioning is precarious now, she better steady herself and hold on tight. Suzaku tugs her close and pulls away from the tree entirely, bouncing her on his dick.

Her weight is negligible compared to much of what he's had to carry and lift in the past. If he truly felt like it – if Suzaku were entirely shameless and not just mostly shameless – he could walk around while wearing Julieta on his cock.

The thought has him chuckling. Suzaku would never, but he does have something of an exhibitionistic streak. Not at all shocking, considering where they are, though Suzaku has every reason to be mindful of their surroundings. Letting Julieta catch him was intentional, but Suzaku isn't keen on giving himself away.]

What do I get... if I win?

[ Being taken away from the stability of the tree has her concerned. Now he's just showing off. She would very much not like to be carried around like this. But she would like him to keep giving it to her like this. It's just too good. What started with him in handcuffs and her in control now has her feeling like something of a plaything in his hands. She may have underestimated him. ]

...if you win?

[Pardon him, was this supposed to be a competition? Suzaku supposes it could be, supposes he should probably reward Julieta for enduring the very brusque thrusts of his hips when most would be urging him to slow.

Suzaku considers what the terms of their little battle might be as he tucks into the woods and lays Julieta flat along the ground. Would it not be fair to say he's already won this match handily? Hm.]

You'll get another chance to 'fight' me. Provided you keep our encounter a secret, I'll allow you a shot at revenge.

Are we talking about sparring or...

[ Honestly it's not the easiest the carry on a conversation when she's being fucked this hard. That rough thrusting is exactly what she needs. It's a relief to be on the ground. Her moaning borders on a cry as she can feel her entire body overwhelmed. Just a little further. It's true, this one certainly does go to him if they're counting it that way. ]

Decide for yourself what I mean. [A pause. A long, shivery breath.] ...I'll be your partner either way.

[Evidently, conversation's gotten difficult for Suzaku to maintain as well. His focus is nevertheless on getting Julieta off first before himself, and to that end, he's trussed up her legs so each sweep of his cock forces it up against her g-spot.]

Go ahead and let yourself go. You have nothing to prove to me– you're plenty resilient.

[ She would never admit to needing anyone's permission but it does have an effect on her. All that tension she had been holding in is released. Her arms fall to either side of her, palms up near her face in concession. But she doesn't mind. He's proven plenty to her and has her interest for more reasons than one. Her eyes close as she gasps with pleasure. ]

[Much better– must be that mask fetish. Julieta is close, clenching up around him, but Suzaku reaches down to rub at her clit and get her closer. Go ahead and come for him– he'll be right behind her.]

[ It's just enough. She feels everything intensely as he rubs her clit and thrusts into her. With her climax she lets all her inhibitions go. She can enjoy this without shame. It's all part of discovering what feels good to her. He seems to know so well. This must be a man with some experience. ]

[With all his inhibitions intact, Suzaku is kind enough to spare Julieta's uniform the same treatment he'd shown it before, pulling out and letting his cum spill out over her bared thighs instead.

Sitting up, he digs into his pocket and pulls out a handkerchief, handing it to her.]

Here. Unless you'd be cruel enough to make me clean up after my own mess.

[Behind the mask, Suzaku's softly chuckling.]

I'll do you one better. Since you didn't come inside me I'll not kick you in the throat.

[ She props herself upright enough to clean up. It would be good to keep her uniform stain-free this time. She did enjoy it though, even with the risk of being caught. Or perhaps because of it. Either way it's put her in a good mood. She even folds up his handkerchief before handing it back. ]

How kind of you.

[Kick him and he'll leave you hanging in that tree, little girl. Somewhat hesitantly, Suzaku takes his handkerchief back and tucks it carefully into a pocket. He'll just... wash this when he gets back to the church. Secretly, of course.

Fixing his clothes, Suzaku rises to his feet and extends his hand to Julieta.]

Will you be alright heading home on your own?

You're not carrying me.

[ She'll let him pull her to her feet but other than that she's good to go. All she needs is to dress herself and head back. Maybe wash up some more. She takes a glance at the card on her device. Much to her dismay it doesn't tell her anything different than what he told her. Maybe that really is his name? ]

I hadn't planned on it.

[Size must be inversely proportional with sass, because Julieta's got it in spades. Though she must be checking her bracelet for evidence of a stamp, or even his name, it doesn't appear she's found the latter. Good to know.

Folding his arms, Suzaku tips his chin in the direction of town. Ladies first. He'll lead out only after he's certain she won't think to pull a gun on him or come running back for more.]

Until next time, Julieta.